Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I might have known today would be one of those days, when I didn't change out of my PJ's until far too late in the day. There I was in my blue striped flanny splendour, sitting with my camera and my coffee on the steps, oblivious to the fact that it had been raining, watching this pyjama blue canoe tootle past.

And so it was with a wet posterior I contemplated the two canvasses that still need work. "Ralph" and "Frank" are cramping my style. In truth, neither need to come with us, but I just want them done!

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